both hands. “I’m leaving these and the boots on,” he rasped, his gaze following the path of his fingertips.
A wave of feminine power surged through her as she saw his erection tighten. His exploration drifted around to her inner thighs and she moaned, spreading her legs to give him access to the place that ached for his touch.
Then he knelt, and she could no longer see his face. She was about to tilt her head up when she felt his fingers at the sides of her panties, moving them down carefully over the stockings and then swiftly down the boots. She closed her eyes and grabbed fistfuls of quilt to keep from covering herself with her hands.
Her hold on the quilt convulsed when she felt his lips press against the inside of her thigh and his fingers slide between her legs and inside her. He murmured something against her, the whiff of his breath stroking her skin, and then she lost all thought as his thumb touched the center of her ache. She lifted her hips to offer him more of herself and he accepted, moving his mouth to where his thumb had been. She whimpered in protest as his fingers came out of her, but then he flexed them around her behind, holding her so he could use his mouth and tongue to wind her closer and closer to orgasm.
Now her desire was wound so tightly that she no longer cared what he thought of her. She simply wanted him to release her into an orgasm.
“Robbie,” she begged, releasing the quilt to thread her fingers in his hair. All sensation focused on his touch between her legs, but she ached to have him inside her before she exploded over the edge. “Robbie!” With a supreme effort, she curled her torso upward to see his blue eyes glazed with arousal. “Come with me.”
“I wanted to give you this first,” he said, lifting his head.
She shook her head. “Together.”
He let her hips down on the bed and bent to grab his jeans, pulling a condom out of the pocket and ripping the packet open with his teeth.
“Let me.” Holly held out her hand. “I want to touch you.”
He stood and took her hand to pull her to a sitting position before handing her the condom. She couldn’t resist running a finger along a ridge of muscle in his abdomen, pulling a low groan from him before she rolled the condom onto his erection. The moment she was done, he tumbled her back onto the bed, moving her into the center as he stretched out over her and settled between her legs.
He twined his fingers with hers and braced himself on his elbows, bending to kiss her at the same time as he flexed his hips to thrust inside her. The combination of his lips against hers, his chest brushing her sensitized breasts, and his cock filling and stretching her sent her into a bursting climax. She cried out against his mouth, bowing up off the bed as the waves of release slammed over her.
He went still, allowing the aftershocks to ripple through her before he began to move again, slowly and steadily, fanning the heat inside her into a spark and then a flame. His mouth was against the side of her neck, his tongue tracing a path of delicious warmth over her skin. He nipped at her, the sharp edge of his teeth sending a frisson of excitement dancing over her skin and into her belly. She tightened her internal muscles around him, making him growl and pick up his rhythm.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, angling her hips so he could seat himself more deeply each time. He thrust fast and hard before he arched up, straightening his arms and throwing his head back as he ground out her name in a hoarse shout.
As he pumped inside her, he rotated his hips and sent her blasting into another orgasm.
And then he was rolling over with her body cradled against his, so she ended up sprawled on top of him, his chest rising and falling under her cheek while his breath whistled past her ear.
She lay there, letting her senses take in all the textures and angles of his body where it touched hers. The crush of her breasts against the heat
A wave of feminine power surged through her as she saw his erection tighten. His exploration drifted around to her inner thighs and she moaned, spreading her legs to give him access to the place that ached for his touch.
Then he knelt, and she could no longer see his face. She was about to tilt her head up when she felt his fingers at the sides of her panties, moving them down carefully over the stockings and then swiftly down the boots. She closed her eyes and grabbed fistfuls of quilt to keep from covering herself with her hands.
Her hold on the quilt convulsed when she felt his lips press against the inside of her thigh and his fingers slide between her legs and inside her. He murmured something against her, the whiff of his breath stroking her skin, and then she lost all thought as his thumb touched the center of her ache. She lifted her hips to offer him more of herself and he accepted, moving his mouth to where his thumb had been. She whimpered in protest as his fingers came out of her, but then he flexed them around her behind, holding her so he could use his mouth and tongue to wind her closer and closer to orgasm.
Now her desire was wound so tightly that she no longer cared what he thought of her. She simply wanted him to release her into an orgasm.
“Robbie,” she begged, releasing the quilt to thread her fingers in his hair. All sensation focused on his touch between her legs, but she ached to have him inside her before she exploded over the edge. “Robbie!” With a supreme effort, she curled her torso upward to see his blue eyes glazed with arousal. “Come with me.”
“I wanted to give you this first,” he said, lifting his head.
She shook her head. “Together.”
He let her hips down on the bed and bent to grab his jeans, pulling a condom out of the pocket and ripping the packet open with his teeth.
“Let me.” Holly held out her hand. “I want to touch you.”
He stood and took her hand to pull her to a sitting position before handing her the condom. She couldn’t resist running a finger along a ridge of muscle in his abdomen, pulling a low groan from him before she rolled the condom onto his erection. The moment she was done, he tumbled her back onto the bed, moving her into the center as he stretched out over her and settled between her legs.
He twined his fingers with hers and braced himself on his elbows, bending to kiss her at the same time as he flexed his hips to thrust inside her. The combination of his lips against hers, his chest brushing her sensitized breasts, and his cock filling and stretching her sent her into a bursting climax. She cried out against his mouth, bowing up off the bed as the waves of release slammed over her.
He went still, allowing the aftershocks to ripple through her before he began to move again, slowly and steadily, fanning the heat inside her into a spark and then a flame. His mouth was against the side of her neck, his tongue tracing a path of delicious warmth over her skin. He nipped at her, the sharp edge of his teeth sending a frisson of excitement dancing over her skin and into her belly. She tightened her internal muscles around him, making him growl and pick up his rhythm.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, angling her hips so he could seat himself more deeply each time. He thrust fast and hard before he arched up, straightening his arms and throwing his head back as he ground out her name in a hoarse shout.
As he pumped inside her, he rotated his hips and sent her blasting into another orgasm.
And then he was rolling over with her body cradled against his, so she ended up sprawled on top of him, his chest rising and falling under her cheek while his breath whistled past her ear.
She lay there, letting her senses take in all the textures and angles of his body where it touched hers. The crush of her breasts against the heat
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